Short Indians Poems
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Wyandotte Indians
the peninsula dwellers
Iroquois speaking
their sign is turtle
the world was created
on the turtles back
Thomas Hutchinson noted the saying
Most Indians used barter for paying
The message is spoken
Exchange for a token
Indians dislike this write
You perfected your lies to an art.
You succeeded in breaking my heart.
I shed not one tear,
for the hour is near,
when arsenic will keep us apart.
all whites
democrats
Irish or Scottish
Not ALL, philosophers think.
All Japanese, all Chinese, all Indians…
Generalizing any group is ridiculous!
General Custer couldn't muster
Enough men to form a cluster,
Indians shooting straight and true,
I think it might've been the Sioux, ---- pronounced Soo
Had Custer in a fluster.
Buying 22,000 acres for trinkets was bold,
Indians traded and Manhattan was sold,
Minuit land grabber,
Indians madder,
soon realizing $24 worth was fool's gold.
11-15-16
In a perfect world
The children would be singing
Man would put down his weapon
And dance joyfully
Indians would hunt again
And he would kiss me once more
2/9/16
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Wind over tall grass~
hoofbeats echo the old paths
no map can contain.
Warriors ride in memory,
carrying the plains’ long breath.
Their Trail of Tears
Were here in America before us for years;
All the Indians with their hopes and fears;
Were worried;
Had hurried;
While they went down the Trails of Tears.
Jim Horn
Read this in conjunction with my previous poem, when I wanted to be white
The Amazing Coconut. Why is it amazing?
It is like the people of India - Indians:
"Brown outside, white inside!"
BEFORE THE CHARGE
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the sun’s advance troops
line the ridge like Indians
in an old Western
poised on the bright brim of day
a moment before the charge
harvest festivals
a day of celebration
gathered together
pilgrims and Indians feast
thanking our almighty god
A Thanksgiving Tanka Poetry Contest
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
10/24/2021
Italians make pizza
Scotties bake cake
Russkies drink vodka
Indians bathe in the lake
Swiss craft chocolate
Germans craft beer
Saudis play golf now
Brittney's been Speared
Indians were once stripped of their land
An unconscionable act that's hard to understand
In this day and age
We've turned the page
But can't help being ashamed of the history firsthand
A stream crawling along;
Who put it there?
Are the tales of the Indians true?
What has the stream seen?
Did it start as a creek?
Where did its waterfalls come from?
Who made the stream?
Will we ever know?
A sinner in search of salvation
Discovered the Cherokee Nation
So many look white
The fit was just right
What white man needs a reservation?
* BIA= Bureau of Indian Affairs
aka "Bossing Indians Around"
“Indians have a saying,” she said
from across the fire…
“Until you have heard the roar
of the bear
—you will not know its heart”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)
From My Novel: ‘Revenge Along The War Trail’
Long slender blades, sort of a cactus, kissing cousin to a palm tree
Indians years ago, used to make soap from it
On our ranch in New Mexico, we called it "Soap Weed"
Form:
I want to ride
Like Captain Nathan Brittles of the US Calvary
As he rode through Monument Valley
To fight the Indians
When it was easy to tell
The good from the bad
And John Wayne was the man.
© Paul Warren Poetry
"They cut my leaves,
they cut my trunk
they dropped my headdress,
But they didn't pull out my roots...
So I went on living"...!
PS: Potiguara surviving group of Indians who inhabit Baia da Traiçao, Paraiba Brazil
“Indians have a saying,” she said
from across the fire…
“Until you have heard the roar
of the bear
—you will not know its heart”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)
From My Novel: ‘Revenge Along The War Trail’
Indians in the West would revive the swastika
'Innocence,' they claim; 'ignorance' of Nazi atrocities
Six million Jews murdered last century in that swastika's name...
And six million Christians ~ Have Indians no shame?!
Big old lizard, painted black, pink and orange, like a Arizona sunset
Sort of a hermit, with not a good attitude
Indians say that it's hide has healing powers, it's bite is a contradiction
Form:
It's a spectacular week of weather ahead for us guys
They used to call it Indian Summer but it's no longer wise
The baseball Braves and Indians
Need to change their insignias
Long overdue, unacceptable in First Nation's eyes
It's 42 Degree Centigrade. The moon
shines hotly in Dammam.
Indians and Filipinos bathe
in soak of sweats.
Grinding their teeth
of desolation and contemplation.
One thought of going
the other is still
In dilemma of decision.